Towards Zero*

“If he wins, Andy and Kim will have to call the baby Davis,” I say to Seb. We’re in the nest in front of the television, and Andy is leading David Goffin 6 – 3, 7 – 5, 5 – 3.  Kim Murray is due to give birth in February. “Or David,” Seb says, as […]

Killer Instinct*

“Have set off,” Seb’s message comes through at 11.13am, “but will be after lunch arrival.  A while after.  Sorry xxx.” “That’s OK my love,” I reply, on my return from a bike ride with Dad.  “The doubles starts at 2pm.  I go back to flat to prepare for it.” Andy and Jamie Murray must win […]

Match Point For Murder*

“I’m not going to write a blog about this match if there isn’t anything to say,” I say to the parentals.  Thirteen minutes into the first semi-final and Novak is leading Rafa 3 – 0. “What do you mean?” Dad says, looking up from his Financial Times.   “Well if Novak just wins 6 – […]

Two Sets To Murder*

“It’s great to see Rafa playing well again,” Mum says, sipping her glass of white wine.  We’re watching the tennis recorded earlier in the day. Rafa is looking good: he’s just broken David Ferrer’s serve and held his first service game to love.  He’s looking fit and purposeful: bouncing around the back of the court. […]